When I stepped out to go to work this morning, there was a smoky haze everywhere. It turns out that a fire on the waterfront has been blazing out of control all morning, and the smoke has been pouring everywhere. The surprising thing is that the fire’s a good distance away — the fire’s east of the Don Valley, and over here in clubland, the smoke is everywhere (although it’s no thicker than light morning fog). The smell of hickory is everywhere.
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